It is Christmas 1914. As Europe descends further into the Great War, Christopher Flyte is sent home in disgrace from his school. He returns to the sleepy English village of Alton. It is there that he meets the mysterious traveller, Bailey - a master storyteller who fills the boy's head with stories of King Arthur's time. The more Christopher hears, the more he suspects that Bailey's stories are more than just simple myths.

Soon, Christoper is a pawn in a game that has been playing out for centuries....

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I can't do it.

This will be a very short blog post. I've just finished going through my first novel “Extras”in preparation to publish a free version of it on Kindle. However, I simply can't bring myself to do it.

Norman Bates totally agrees with me.

As I mentioned in my previous blog post, I have thought long and hard about whether to release Extras and had reached the conclusion that I should. The reasons being that it would be a great way to get practice setting up a kindle book, plus be a nice way to get a tiny bit of a following, ready for releasing “The Boy In Winter's Grasp” at the end of the year.

Then I read it.

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. There really is nothing good about it. In fact, I was so uncomfortable with the cringe-worthy aspects of it (and there are so many) that rather than releasing it I am wondering if there's a way I can actually un-write it. The John that wrote that needs to be taken to one side and cuffed repeatedly about the head. Actually no. He needs to be shot.

Unfortunately that's not possible. At least I can save any other poor innocent souls from accidentally running their eyes across its pages. Whilst I'll never be able to gather all the copies that remain in circulation (and praying for really small house fires centred around bookshelves is probably a tad mean), I won't propagate the horror.

Instead, I shall concentrate on releasing a free extract of the new book, ready to try and raise a following that way. It's far kinder all round.

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